My Sweetheart
Again, I have to make a choice,
I have to listen to myself….
But charming tone of lovely voice
Belong the man, not playing golf.
My sweetheart even doesn’t know,
How much I’d give for just one word.
And tender feeling melting so,
And soul is singing like a bird….
A man not playing golf
© Copyright: Татьяна Медвецкая Постолатьева, 2015
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